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big zuu & capo lee - rio riddim lyrics

she got a brilliant box, and a brazilian wax
i want a million racks, no i ain’t dealin’ the packs
but it’s 10+10 when i give him a rap
they don’t want beef, they ain’t in all of that
b+i+b+i

she got a brilliant box, and a brazilian wax
i want a million racks, no i ain’t dealin’ the packs
but it’s 10+10 when i give him a rap
they don’t want beef, they ain’t in all of that
i don’t send friends, i pull up on my jacks
said they get zeds, but we know that’s the cops

zed double, you might see me with lee
wagwan, are you sayin’ my g?
forever blessings, you know everything’s sweet
gettin’ ready when i’m steppin’ with ease
so i guess, you could call that the hard though
did the marathon and never the fast road
if it’s adriano, shots comе through your viano
b+i, i’m the fat of ronaldo
i can actually say roberto’s my friend
whilе you’re in enns, crashin’ rentals, that’s carlos
i’m in harrods, i remember what’s argos
in colombia, it wasn’t a narcos
now it’s brazil, i don’t care what the bacos
lil’ u got the b+++h and his papa
i’m tryna make off, you know r.i.p. take off
we the migos, you know we’re tryna make profit
she got a brilliant box, and a brazilian wax
i want a million racks, no i ain’t dealin’ the packs
but it’s 10+10 when i give him a rap
they don’t want beef, they ain’t in all of that
i don’t send friends, i pull up on my jacks
said they get zeds, but we know that’s the cops

i got too much flair, ric flair
i can buy what i want in pairs
no clout, it’s a music fair
i was flyin’ out bricks in pairs
i’m on a curb in mountain ware
i spend key, my accountant cares
plate on the table, countin’ chairs
they see me win, that’s fountain tears
top boy barra, could’ve been vinny
could’ve been hendrick, neymar, really
fly around the city, calm but i sit real pretty
i still move low, but you see me
jail, still couldn’t crush our dreams
came out a king like ronald deans
online when i’m burying teams
grinder, get money, gang in my jeans
i’m the coldest, i do bits like
they’re on a naked beach, they knew this
seein’ my goals, i roof it
wish that’s more than a bag on a new fit
roll this booty, cold and ruthless
take off the safety, press it and
young words droppin’, how you reduce it?
came out on top, i ain’t gotta prove it
i need me a million racks
i was out there trappin’ a million packs
on my way to the riches
i encountered a million cats
ten, ten, man, i’m spinnin’ a pack
long hair, so she grippin’ the plaits
too on point, i don’t know how to lie
no debate, brothers, no, it’s a fact
she got a brilliant box, and a brazilian wax
i want a million racks, no i ain’t dealin’ the packs
but it’s 10+10 when i give him a rap
they don’t want beef, they ain’t in all of that
i don’t send friends, i pull up on my jacks
said they get zeds, but we know that’s the cops

- big zuu capo lee lyrics

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